If we were sitting across from each other right now, favorite drinks in hand, I’d speak to you as the witch I am. No performance. No polish. Just real magick and truth.

I'd tell you that sometimes, the most powerful spell I cast is while I am ready to drift to sleep and whispering gratitude in the dark, I remind myself I’m still here. Still worthy. Still walking. Still fulfilling the calling of my soul.

And then I'd smile and say, "Also, I put a little spit on my candle wick."

Yes, really.

Because sealing a candle with my essence is a moment of connection. Of blessing and claiming. It’s saying, “This is mine. This intention is real. And my DNA holds so much more than just me.”

There’s so much out there about what being a witch “should” look like.

Perfect altars. Always burning incense. Always grounded. Always radiant.
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But sometimes, I light a cinnamon stick instead of an incense stick not because I need to cleanse anything, but because maybe I need a little extra luck. . .  A touch of otherworldly intention. A whisper of mystical blessing to dance in the corners of my day.

That’s the kind of witch I am. . . Not always polished. But always present. And always intentional.
Things my inner witch would tell you over coffee:

• Your voice is magick. Use it often. 
• Add a pinch of salt to your bath and your shampoo. (It clears more than you think.)
• Don’t wait for a new moon to begin again. You are allowed to reset any time.
• The spell doesn’t need to be elaborate. But it does need to come from your heart.
• If it feels disconnected, it probably is. Trust that.
• Find quiet on purpose. The answers get louder there.
• Protect your joy like it’s sacred. Because it is.
• Call in your people. Even if it feels awkward at first. We need each other.

And that’s the real reason I created The Alchemy Circle.
Because in a world designed to keep us scrolling, comparing, and second-guessing ourselves, we need spaces of intentional connection. Places to come back to our knowing. Back to each other.
You don’t have to do this alone. You never did.

Come sit with us.
Come be witnessed.
Come remember what you already are.
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🌀 Link can be found here: The Alchemy Circle

May your Magick Always Be Blessed- 
Shakti

I had a dream one night... not too long ago, of a painting. In this painting there stood a woman. She was dressed in what I would call a bohemian look. 
Her hair was in fabulous spunky dreadlocks, she was vibrant, colorful and full of magick. In my dream, I called this woman in the painting, "The Priestess". By the looks of her, you could tell... You could just tell that she danced to the beat of her own handmade drum. She wore the clothes and colors that spoke to her. She held her head in such a way, that she looked directly into the worlds eyes. On her wall, hung several masks. There weren't a lot. Only two. One mask looked like the happy mask... the sort of mask that one would put on to wear "the happy face". The other looked like a face that was reserved, poised and withholding. I noted to myself how she had hung these masks. She wasn't wearing them. They were now part of someplace that she had been, but not where she was going. I was immediately inspired by this "Priestess". She didn't need anyones permission to be her full, authentic self. 

As I too am journeying in intending to always present my most authentic self, this dream came in a time where I was making a decision on what to offer in One Ascension. There is my Priestess side that hardly is represented as much as it should. I am changing this. It is time for me to encompass the fuller version of who Melanie is. I share this with you so that you too may share all of you. Present all of you for the world to be inspired by. 

You are unique and hold your own beat within you to drum. I can't wait to see your dance!!!